[Will only laughs aloud at both the playful scolding and the question. If the way he's smirking is any indication, he's completely unrepentant about both. After all, they'd both thought it was funny, no matter how bad it was, hadn't they? And of course Cor would want to keep something that smelled like his King, especially before he'd been allowed to just have him.....
That smug satisfaction only grows as he gets to work, watching the pair intently to enjoy the show. With Cor so focused on Regis like this, he can take all the time he wants to get Cor ready--and to tease him mercilessly while he recovers, until he needs this just as badly as Regis does.]
[It's strange. Regis--unlike Cor--knows reality from fantasy, but there are still moments where he finds himself wondering if he, perhaps, has slipped into some kind of dream. He will never get used to seeing Cor like this. So eager, unrestrained and bold. It takes his breath away and makes him wonder, once more, how he had managed to miss all the signs over the years. Aulea hadn't, so why had he?
Of course, that is a question that requires more focus and thought than Regis has to give it at the moment. Not with Cor kissing him so hard and then pressing his weight into him with such abandon as if he would make them one being if possible just so he could be forever close to his king.
Regis lets one hand slide down to rest in the swell of Cor's back, fingers pressing the young man closer even as he rises himself to meet him. His other hand threads its way up into his lion's hair, finger still tingling where Cor's tongue had licked at it only moment ago.
Eventually, he has to stop the onslaught of kisses, if for no other reason, than so he can respond to Cor's last statement.]
My apologies for having made you wait so long. We'll have to repeat this many times to make up for it...and perhaps you will even let me watch you prepare yourself for me someday.
[It starts with a flicker of a cocky grin, the expression driven away with a particularly clever twist of Will's fingers inside of him. The teen's hips jerk, pressing back, meeting the resistance of Regis' hand on his back and then pressing hard down into his King.
It is clear they needn't have worried about his recovery time, already near fullness as he works himself back on Will's fingers.]
You'd like that? [Breathless, strained and thrilled and he leans back to offer Regis a smile, something that would be full of the bravado of his youth if he weren't so thoroughly distracted by their touches. He glances back at Will, lip caught between his teeth, unsure if the two of them would agree to let him push forward the way he wants to, so badly.]
Yes. Only a fool would not wish to watch one a fine inside as out as you are. Do you have any idea how hearing you say that makes me feel?
[Regis takes a finger of his free hand so he can trace it along his jaw before bringing it up to trace over his lips as well. Even with all the heat that he is dumping out into the air, Regis feels like he's being burned up from the inside out, a knot of flame swirling in his stomach and groin. it's quickly becoming unbearable.
Fortunately, the familiar way Cor' bites at his lip distracts him if only for a few seconds.]
What is it you are thinking, beautiful lion? Tell us what you desire so we may give it to you.
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Date: 2020-06-12 07:11 am (UTC)That smug satisfaction only grows as he gets to work, watching the pair intently to enjoy the show. With Cor so focused on Regis like this, he can take all the time he wants to get Cor ready--and to tease him mercilessly while he recovers, until he needs this just as badly as Regis does.]
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Date: 2020-06-20 07:52 am (UTC)Of course, that is a question that requires more focus and thought than Regis has to give it at the moment. Not with Cor kissing him so hard and then pressing his weight into him with such abandon as if he would make them one being if possible just so he could be forever close to his king.
Regis lets one hand slide down to rest in the swell of Cor's back, fingers pressing the young man closer even as he rises himself to meet him. His other hand threads its way up into his lion's hair, finger still tingling where Cor's tongue had licked at it only moment ago.
Eventually, he has to stop the onslaught of kisses, if for no other reason, than so he can respond to Cor's last statement.]
My apologies for having made you wait so long. We'll have to repeat this many times to make up for it...and perhaps you will even let me watch you prepare yourself for me someday.
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Date: 2020-06-20 11:31 pm (UTC)[It starts with a flicker of a cocky grin, the expression driven away with a particularly clever twist of Will's fingers inside of him. The teen's hips jerk, pressing back, meeting the resistance of Regis' hand on his back and then pressing hard down into his King.
It is clear they needn't have worried about his recovery time, already near fullness as he works himself back on Will's fingers.]
You'd like that? [Breathless, strained and thrilled and he leans back to offer Regis a smile, something that would be full of the bravado of his youth if he weren't so thoroughly distracted by their touches. He glances back at Will, lip caught between his teeth, unsure if the two of them would agree to let him push forward the way he wants to, so badly.]
You like watching, Majesty?
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Date: 2020-06-25 06:01 am (UTC)[Regis takes a finger of his free hand so he can trace it along his jaw before bringing it up to trace over his lips as well. Even with all the heat that he is dumping out into the air, Regis feels like he's being burned up from the inside out, a knot of flame swirling in his stomach and groin. it's quickly becoming unbearable.
Fortunately, the familiar way Cor' bites at his lip distracts him if only for a few seconds.]
What is it you are thinking, beautiful lion? Tell us what you desire so we may give it to you.